Just because I thought you'd like it.
The Usnea lichen is the most wonderful lichen and it doesn't grow here. So receiving a thickly padded envelope was just fantastic (not to forget the Bay leaves that have been flavoring my dinners - lovely:). I have been holding it and touching it and suppressing the thought that I can't possibly use it. So I did use a part of it, precisely because I felt so reluctant. I decided to put one third of it into alcohol for a tincture and I actually managed to do that. The tincture will take about 6 weeks and then I have a wonderful medicine. Usnea tincture is antibiotic, antibacterial, antifungal, astringent, antiviral, and diuretic. I just finished a dose of penicillin to get rid of a constant fever. No high temperatures, but just a little bit that didn't go away and made me lethargic and disinterested in everything. So now I have to suffer the consequences of killing off every friendly bacteria in my body. So lots of yoghurt. I look forward to trying the Usnea next time I need to treat an infection. No nasty side effects.
I had been blaming my genes and winter for my low. I am inordinately proud of being a quarter German because here most people are just Icelandic. Icelanders can trace their ancestry back to about 800 A.D. and sometimes even a bit further, usually to Norwegian kings. Of course, wouldn't you know it, I'm really a princess! And we are all pretty much related. If you take any two Icelanders, you'll usually find a common ancestor in the 8th or 9th generation. My husband and I are really far apart, only with common ancestors in the 10th generation.
But all that aside. Americans were of course, when I moved there, not very impressed since everyone there is originally from somewhere else. And I do not think the British, that I met when I lived there, were too impressed either. But I enjoy being a bit different from my countrymen. And it is with a bit of pride that I point to my German genes as an explanation for my dislike of cold weather and intolerance for the dark. My German grandmother was very brave to marry my grandfather and move to Iceland in the 1920's. They met when my grandfather was studying electrical engineering and working in the Siemens factory in Berlin.